episode_0017

What is hypnosis?

In its literal sense, it is artificially inducing sleep through implication.

To delve a bit deeper, I believe hypnosis gives people courage, strips away the suffocating societal facade, and allows them to be honest with their true nature—a kind of magic.

In this 21st century dominated by science, if a hypnotist were to appear on a broadcast claiming their abilities, viewers would scoff, dismissing it as fake.

Just a few days ago, I would have been the same.

“What kind of hypnosis is that?” they would have sneered.

Not anymore.

Hypnosis is a real ability.

I’ve confirmed that I can use it myself.

One has no choice but to believe it.

Of course, scientifically proving things about nerves, brains, and such is impossible.

But is there really a need for proof?

I have no desire to enter academia with this.

All I want is to use this incredible ability to indulge myself.

Isn’t hypnosis meant for satisfying desires?

I can’t be the only one who thinks this way.

A quick browse on the internet will easily lead you to posts titled ‘When I get hypnotized,’ mostly seen as a means to fulfill sexual fantasies.

It could be used for far greater purposes.

For instance, uniting the world in peace.

But not considering such thoughts shows how humans are creatures driven too much by desires.

Life is short; living joyfully is what matters.

That’s why I think,

“How can I be devoured deliciously by the director?”

It’s not difficult.

Just a few whispered words under hypnosis and it’s a direct opening of the virginity seal.

“But that’s just a lie….”

I rested my chin in my hand and let out a deep sigh.

Naturally, I slipped my hand into my panties and caressed my genitals absentmindedly when lost in thought.

Of course, only at home.

Anyway.

Returning to the main point.

By using hypnosis almost like a universal tool, I can manipulate people as I please.

However, what one gains through that is artificial.

The moment I turned the director into my boyfriend a few days ago was thrilling and happy, but once the hypnosis wore off and he wasn’t my boyfriend anymore, all that remained was emptiness.

There were unexpected gains in that process, though…

Setting that aside, ultimately, obtaining reality through hypnosis is impossible.

What I desire is for the director to devour me willingly.

“Ah…”

I twirled my clitoris.

Initially, I planned to have my first experience under hypnosis since it seemed unlikely, but the possibility emerged.

The director turned out to be a more assertive man than I expected.

He even blackmailed me with a secret kiss in the motel.

If it were any other director I knew, he would have awkwardly but firmly pointed out my mistake, asked me not to do it again, and peacefully moved on.

However,

I didn’t expect him to ask for a fellatio voucher.

If I can skillfully entice a seemingly promising director, I might be able to progress further.

First, I’ll try on my own, and if unsuccessful, I’ll have to borrow a bit of hypnosis power.

More research on hypnosis is still needed.

“Ah, I want to suck.”

Sigh.

I savored the taste of yesterday’s semen in my mouth.

Just recalling yesterday’s events makes my clitoris tingle.

“Ah… mmm…”

I put the pink dildo on my desk into my mouth.

I had stuck it on the bathroom wall.

I left it there to protect my virginity.

Who knew it would come to this?

“Splurt… slurp…”

It’s the biggest among the three dildos.

I was shocked by its size when I first took it out of the delivery box.

Can something like this really go inside a vagina?

I wondered.

But now, it looks small.

While it may be relatively large among dildos, compared to the director’s fluctuating penis, it seems small.

“Gulp… gulp!”

He choked on a dildo.

Lowering his tongue as much as possible, he widened his throat.

The flexible dildo bent and slipped inside his throat.

Because he had been practicing diligently whenever he had time, he could endure even touching his uvula.

He was in the middle of intense training.

It was pathetic when he first sucked off the director.

Well, at least it was while he was under hypnosis.

If he had done that without being hypnotized, he might have been rejected for not being able to swallow a single cock to the end.

“Phew…!”

He spat out the dildo.

The saliva, tangled and stretched, fell onto his chest.

“Not enough.”

How can he be satisfied with tasting a fake cock after tasting a real one?

The rubber smell is unpleasant, and the texture is different.

No matter how hard he sucks, no semen comes out.

Most of all, the fact that he has to suck it himself is the most frustrating part.

He doesn’t want to suck; he wants to be sucked.

“Hmm….”

Pounding his lower abdomen with the dildo, he fell into contemplation.

He really wants to suck the real thing.

The real cock filled with a salty, tangy, and masculine scent.

“By the way, why hasn’t this person contacted me?”

He muttered while looking at his phone.

Among the over 100 DM alerts, there was none from the director.

Not knowing when the director would contact him, he spent the whole day waiting at home.

But there was no contact.

He has a free pass to use his mouth but doesn’t intend to use it.

He’s saving it for something.

Firmly, I say, firmly!

He swung the dildo and smacked his crotch.

I turned on a location tracking app.

Like a spy movie a long time ago, I secretly installed a location tracking app on the director’s phone.

I thought I would get caught quickly, but so far, I haven’t been caught.

“What?”

Checking the director’s location, he abruptly stood up from his seat.

“Why are you at the studio??”

According to my information, the director doesn’t have any schedule today.

The director’s shooting schedule matches mine.

In the past, he used to shoot other models as well, but as my popularity rose and work increased, he started exclusively shooting me.

…Although I may have influenced that decision a bit.

Anyway, in the past year, he hasn’t shot any other models besides me.

Being at the studio means he’s shooting.

There’s no reason to go to the studio other than for shooting.

Editing work is done at home.

“Or…”

Suddenly, someone crossed his mind.

The boss.

Could it be that the fox who recognized the director’s charm is trying to seduce him?

Is he going to meet another woman while leaving me behind?

Shooting another model or meeting another woman.

Either way, guilty, guilty.

…Should I confine him?

Thinking this, he took off his pajamas and prepared to go out.

Having masturbated before going to bed last night and just now, he threw away the panties emitting a faint smell of semen.

He picked out slightly provocative underwear from the closet.

Black lace panties subtly revealing the flesh.

He chose them in case something happens when he meets the director.

It would be better if he wore panties that look sexy when taken off.

He put on a black knit dress that accentuated his curvy figure and a white cardigan.

With angry steps like a wife going to catch her husband cheating, he headed to the studio.

* * *

“I’m really sorry, Seung Hyun.”

Seo Ah Yeon apologized, clasping her hands together.

“It’s okay.”

Today, he had planned to edit the photos he took yesterday.

But early in the morning, Seo Ah Yeon suddenly contacted him.

Today, the photographer who was supposed to shoot another model got the flu and couldn’t make it.

Seo Ah Yeon asked for his help.

She requested him to do the shoot instead.

There was no reason to refuse.

It might mean more work, but earning extra money is good.

“I’ll buy you something delicious after the shoot.”

“It’s okay.”

“Hmm….”

Seo Ah Yeon narrowed her eyes.

“Why are you like that?”

“When I look closely, it seems like you keep avoiding having meals with me…”

“Avoiding? That’s not the case.”

I smiled warmly and extended my hand.

“Really?”

“No, not really.”

“Then let’s eat together today.”

Seo A-yeon flashed a bright smile.

What is the most important thing in social life?

It’s interpersonal relationships.

Society is not about living alone.

People come together, interact, and form society.

Among these interactions, maintaining good hierarchical relationships is crucial.

Although Seo A-yeon is younger than me, she is my employer.

There’s nothing good about appearing unfavorable to your employer.

In this age of strong individualism, people act according to their moods, but at least I don’t.

I believe this is the right way.

“Sure…”

Just as I was about to respond positively,

“Hello.”

Someone interrupted me with a greeting.

I looked to the side.

Yujin, with fresh eyes, was standing there.

“You were at the director’s studio? What a coincidence.”

A formal tone.

They say it’s a coincidence, but it feels more intentional.

Yujin, how did you know I was at the studio?